Who is so inhumane, he actually killed the unarmed people in the village, and even the old and young women and children were not spared, aren't they afraid of thunder and thunder?

Several people had mixed feelings, their faces were cloudy and uncertain, not whether they were shocked or frightened, but perhaps more of a re-understanding of the bottom line of human nature.

Han Changdui took a deep breath and lightly instructed Meng Suiji: "Let the flying slave out." ”

Meng Suijie nodded and opened the cage hanging on the horse's back.

The flying slave flew out of the cage in a hurry, constantly circling and circling in the sky above the Golden Bowl Valley, and even let out a cooing and mournful sound, which was quite bloody.

This is the place where the Feinu last saw the baggage convoy.

Han Changdui cruised around the valley, bent down to pick up a handful of sand, rubbed it on his fingertips, and said lightly: "Search it." ”

Meng Suigu and the others scattered everywhere and searched carefully.

Every collapsed ruin, every fallen dead tree, has been carefully turned, but it is a pity that it is covered with thick dirt, and the flow of time has been hidden in it, and there is no trace of freshness.

The more carefully searched, the more disappointed I felt.

After a while, Gu Chen hurriedly came over, his face was a little solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Childe, I found a rut mark in the west." ”

Han Changdu's expression froze, and he hurriedly followed Gu Chen over.

The wind and sand in the Mohe Yan moraine are strong, the wind is rolling wildly, and the sand and gravel are rolling all over the ground, no matter what traces there are, they can be scattered with the wind, and there is no trace left.

This is also why Han Changwan and his entourage have not been able to find the whereabouts of the baggage convoy until now.

But the west side can leave rut marks, which has to make Han Changdui suspicious.

Suspicion is a deliberate mark left by someone to mislead them.

But when he arrived at the west, he suddenly understood.

The west side used to be the sea in the former Golden Bowl Valley, but after drying up, it became a white saline-alkali land, and there was a circle of red willow trees planted around it, but the lush green shade of the past is now gone, and only the withered trunks remain.

In this vast saline-alkali land, it was not covered by too much sand, revealing traces of circular ripples, which were the traces left by the evaporation and shrinkage of the water in those years.

And on this saline-alkali ground, a line of shallow rut marks, although extremely shallow, fell in the eyes of several people, which was particularly shocking.

Several people squatted in the saline-alkali ground and looked at it carefully.

Han Changdui measured the size of the rut with his hand as a ruler, and nodded with relief: "It is indeed the appearance of a baggage car in the army." ”

Yao Ji carefully looked at the rut marks and frowned slightly: "It seems that when the baggage convoy arrived here, there was a rain here that left this rut mark, and after this rain, until now, it has never rained here." ”

Gu Chen agreed: "Childe, could it be that a baggage convoy came here, came in to shelter from the rain, and then encountered an attack." ”

Meng Suijiao shook his head: "We searched all the houses here just now, and we didn't see any new traces of fierce fighting, so the attack shouldn't have happened here." ”

Chen Qi looked at the flying slave who was still hovering in the sky, and wondered: "But if the flying slave is not the baggage convoy he met here, why is he always hovering here and refusing to fly away." ”

Wang Xian carefully rubbed the rut marks, and suddenly said: "Childe, when the baggage convoy left here, it was empty. ”

"Empty?" Several people exclaimed, squatted down, and took a closer look again, before nodding and admiring Wang Xian's meticulousness.

This rut mark is too shallow, and it really doesn't look like a weight.

It's just puzzling that the empty baggage cart walked through here, so where did the money go?

A few people surrounded the saline-alkali land, quite at a loss.

I thought that if I found the baggage car, things would take a turn for the better, but who expected it to be more complicated and foggy.

Who took away the silver, and who left this empty baggage cart.

Suddenly there was an exclamation from outside, and the chaotic sound of footsteps, horses' hooves, and neighing echoed through the lonely valley.

Several people changed their faces, hurriedly turned over their horses, and walked outside.

I saw that the place where the dried corpse had just been buried was in chaos.

Master Kang and his entourage really had some ability, and at some point, they rushed away from the herald's blade and dared to go down to the bottom again.

After coming down, they found that there was no danger, but the scene was a little scary, and they became more and more bold, and they turned over the dried corpses that had been buried for a hundred years.

Gu Chen's face changed suddenly, and the bad luck that there was no progress in the investigation was sprinkled on these people, and the splitting hand flew over with a shuttle, and the yellow sand smashed flew all over the sky, and the fierce and vicious voice floated in the yellow sand and shouted: "You are tired of living, aren't you?" ”

Guard Li was so frightened that a white Sensen's skeleton in his hand suddenly fell into the mound of sand.

He stalked his neck, gambling that these people would not dare to kill innocents indiscriminately, and said stiffly: "This Golden Bowl Valley is not yours, why can't we come down." ”

Before he finished speaking, Gu Chen and Chen Qi rushed over, one person and one sword, and it was on Escort Li's neck in an instant, there was no killing intent in the blade of the sword, only bad luck, which scared Escort Li's bit of gangsterism so much that he didn't dare to come forward.

Chen Qi scolded and scolded, and sprinkled all the anger he had just received on Li Huwei: "Dare to turn things under Lao Tzu's nose, Lao Tzu will split you alive." ”

No matter how hard Li Huwei is, his neck is also fleshy, and if he slashes down with a sword, his head will fly.

When these people are not angry, they look at one more Sven than the other, and they make a mess, and each one is more like Sven scum.

Li Huwei didn't dare to fight with the sword, turned his head and exchanged a look with Kang's surname Sabao, and led the people to retreat to the edge of the Golden Bowl Valley, looking coldly at what these people were going to do, maybe with luck, they could pick up a leak.

These people have seen a lot of dead people, and they are also used to touching corpses, and if they hold a bone in their hands, they can know what kind of bone it is and which bone it is in the human body by touching it.

Gu Chen picked up the bones that fell from Fang Cai Li's hand, rubbed his two fingers on it, and showed it to Han Changdu: "Childe, this is a leg bone, a thigh bone." ”

Han Changdui held the skeleton between his two fingers, his eyes were slightly cold, and he didn't feel disgusting at all, as if he was looking at some rare treasure, looking at the skeleton, and pointing at it: "Look at this, there is a knife wound, such a deep knife wound, only a Turkic knife can do it." ”

The Turkic knife is different from the Han people, it is not a straight knife, but a scimitar, the body of the knife is covered with jagged patterns, the blade is extremely thin and sharp, if the strength is enough, it can easily cut people in the waist with a knife.

The scar marks on this skeleton were extremely shallow and thin, and the sun shone with the cold light of Bai Sensen.

Yao Ji tilted his head, his throat was a little dry, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I didn't see the marks cut by the Turkic knife, but it's hard to see that the bones are so clean, and there is no skin and flesh at all." ”

The herald who followed Han Changdui into Mohe Yan Moraine stepped forward, looked at it, and said: "The corpses in Mohe Yan Moraine are generally like dried corpses buried in the sand, the corpses are air-dried, the skin and flesh are not rotten or damaged, and the clothes are intact, this skeleton seems to have been gnawed by something. ”

Meng Sui sighed: "It's so clean, could it be a wolf." ”

The herald shook his head: "Maybe, maybe not, there are too many strange insects and beasts in Moheyan. ”

Han Changwan stretched out his hand, picked up a handful of sand, sniffed it carefully, and said to Yao Qi: "Ah Qi, you smell it, what does it smell like in this sand." ”

Yao Qi was puzzled and lay on the sand, the tip of his nose wrinkled slightly, and sniffed lightly: "Childe, it's a little fishy, I'm not sure if it's bloody, sand usually has a fishy smell." Her eyes flashed: "Childe, dig it." ”

If there is one bone, there may be many bones.

If you don't dig it up, how will you know what accidents are buried underneath.

Han Changwan nodded, and spit out a word neatly: "Dig." ”

Meng Sui rolled up his sleeves, and several people stepped forward together, holding shovels and other things, and began to dig very neatly.

Gu Chen saw that Yao Qi also came over, stretched out his hand to stop him, and smiled: "You just pretend to be a shy and soft little girl, and watch from the side, it's good." ”

"......" Yao Qi glanced at Gu Chen, but Quan Dang didn't understand what he meant, jumped into the sand pit, took a shovel and began to dig.

Gu Chen smiled dumbly.

It's really blind to two big eyes, and it ruined his heart of pity and pity.

The top layer of clumped sand was dug up, and the inside was soft sand, and a shovel was inserted into it, and the sand was lifted aside, and fine pieces of sand slid down to fill the newly dug sand pit.

But it can't stand the large number of people, and the hands and feet are neat, and this piece of sand is still thinning down quickly at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

"Dang Chang", the shovel in Gu Chen's hand touched something, he hurriedly put down the shovel, and picked up the sand with his hands, and it was a white skelet, with no skin and flesh hanging on it.

It's just that this bone is clean and clean, and there are no knife marks.

Yao Jina also made a discovery, she squatted down and pulled at a bit of gray cloth that exposed the sand mound.

She was stunned for a moment, and slowly dragged out, and pulled out, pulling out a grizzled dress.

The half-old brown stub, plain and flowerless, fell in the crowd, and it was not eye-catching at all.

She shook the sand on her head, frowned and handed it to Han Changdu: "Childe, if I remember correctly, this is the outfit of your subordinates." ”

Han Changdu's heart sank, and he frowned and watched: "Keep digging." ”

Digging out the expected accident, several people were full of energy, stuffy and kept digging, and the sand and soil dug were flying wantonly.

I don't know if these people are unintentional or deliberate, the shovel in their hands is not stopped, the sand is raised high, shovel after shovel, all of them are on the face of Master Kang and his party, choking Master Kang's face, coughing again and again.